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The Busiest Sheep in Iceland

See that little sheepy there on the left? I think he must eat the tall parts of all the grass in that entire field to keep it looking perfect.

In fact, I'm often amazed at these huge fields of perfect grass. No one ever mows them, and usually there is almost no sheep. I have no idea how the grass is so perfect all the time. It's really mind-bending and I stop thinking about it too much after a while because it begins to hurt. It's that same kind of brain-hurt that you think about when you wonder what things would be like if there was no universe. I put it up there on that scale.